Little Soldier of the Great Tang (Weakest Transmigrator in History)
34 Tibetan Scouts

Zhang Zhe

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Guo Ziyi understood. He raised his fist and gave the Tibetan centurion a good beating, causing his eyes to turn blue and blood to flow from his mouth and nose.

"Just tell him that we are the Tang army from the opposite side! He was going to ask him some questions. If he didn't want to die, he had better answer everything in detail!”Guo Ziyi said to Li Bai.

Li Bai immediately translated it in the Tibetan language. After the Tibetan centurion heard it, he also mumbled for a while.

"He told us to kill him. He won't say anything, and…beat him up!”Li Bai's eyes were also filled with anger. This Tibetan centurion had probably cursed a lot.

Guo Ziyi did as he was told and gave the Tibetan centurion a good beating. He also avoided the vital parts and the head so that he could clear his mind and reply.

"Ask him again if he is willing to answer our next question.”

Li Bai said a few more words in Tibetan and then shook his head.

"Even if I beat him to death, he won't tell me.”Li Bai felt helpless.

"Brother, do you have any other ideas?”Li Bai looked at Guo Ziyi and said.

Guo Ziyi sighed slightly and said,"I originally wanted you to suffer less. Who knew that you would be so stubborn when scolding others? Then don't blame us.”After saying that, Guo Ziyi stood up and picked up a water bag from the horse's back. She also took out a towel from her pocket.

"You want to give him water to wipe his sweat?" Li Bai was surprised.

Guo Ziyi smiled wickedly." If he was willing to tell me, I would have given him some water to wipe his sweat. Unfortunately…" Guo Ziyi raised her head and drank all the remaining water in the water bag. Then, she took it to the Yellow River and filled it with mixed water.

Guo Ziyi adjusted the centurion's position and placed him on a slope on the shore, his feet higher than his head. Then he had Li Bai sit on the Turkic centurion's body and cover his face with a towel.

"What are you doing?" Li Bai didn't quite understand what Guo Ziyi wanted to do.

"Water him." Guo Ziyi's expression changed slightly as he said in a deep voice.

After saying that, Guo Ziyi raised the water bag to a distance of more than a foot from the Tibetan centurion's face, pulled out the stopper, and let the turbid Yellow River water slowly pour on his face.

The Tibetan Centurion's body began to twitch violently and struggle, but Li Bai was sitting on him, making it impossible for him to move. The centurion's face was covered with a towel and he could not breathe. Large amounts of water poured into his nose and mouth. With the wet towel covering his face, he could not spit it out.

Normally, choking on water would make one's mouth and nose uncomfortable for a long time. However, this kind of "watering" would make one feel like they were about to suffocate and drown. This process would last for a long time, making it impossible for one to die even if they wanted to. It was also a fate worse than death.

According to modern research, people who were " watered " like this could generally last 18 seconds to two minutes. Guo Ziyi didn't know how much time had passed, but before he could finish watering the pot, the Tibetan centurion was willing to confess.

Li Bai stood up from the centurion, and Guo Ziyi removed the wet towel covering his face. The centurion trembled and vomited for a while.

Li Bai was shocked. He looked at Guo Ziyi and asked,""Brother, where did you learn this from?”

"I didn't learn it. I've been watered like this before.”Guo Ziyi's expression was calm as he spoke. However, his voice was bone-chilling.

Guo Ziyi recalled a counter-rebellion operation he participated in in a certain country in Africa a few years ago. Due to a mistake in intelligence, he and his comrades had been ambushed by the rebel army. Dozens of his comrades had died, and he had been captured by the rebel army. During the interrogation, the rebel soldiers "watered" themselves like this.

Guo Ziyi didn't know how she had survived, but after she was rescued and released, she didn't dare to wash her face with water for more than half a year. She even went to the army's psychiatrist for psychological treatment.

Guo Ziyi really didn't want to do this, but her brother had fallen into the hands of the Tubo people, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead. This centurion also looked stubborn, so she had no choice.

Guo Ziyi let out a long breath, allowing the centurion to catch his breath for a while. Then, he looked at Li Bai and asked,"Big brother, start questioning."

Guo Ziyi asked, and Li Bai translated.

"Did you capture any Tang soldiers a few days ago?”Guo Ziyi asked.

The Tibetan Centurion nodded.

"Is there a Tang Dynasty general among them?”

The centurion nodded again.

Guo Ziyi was a little surprised. It seemed that her previous expectations were right. She then asked,"Is he still alive?"

"They are still alive!" Li Bai translated the centurion's words and was pleasantly surprised.

"Where is everyone locked up now? Why did you cross the river to capture the Tang soldiers alive?”Guo Ziyi asked.

After being watered by Guo Ziyi, the Tibetan centurion did not dare to hide anything. He mumbled for a while like he was pouring beans.

"They're all locked up in the prison in Yuchuan City. The reason why they had to cross the river to capture the Tang soldiers alive was to sacrifice the flesh and blood of the Tang soldiers to their God of War, Mahakala Heavenly God, before the battle began.”

"Mahakala?" Guo Ziyi was shocked.

Li Bai explained," The Tubo people believe in the Bon religion. Mahakala is a god of the Bon religion. He specializes in war and killing. He is also their god of war. Before the battle, they had the tradition of using the flesh and blood of enemy soldiers to sacrifice to Mahakala.”

"When will the sacrifice be held, where will it be held, and who will participate?”Guo Ziyi continued to ask.

"Three days from now, Songdu Zanpu of Tubo will personally come to offer sacrifices to Mahakala and inspect the army at a training ground outside Yuchuan City.”Li Bai translated.

"Songdu Zanpo will come?" Guo Ziyi was shocked.

The Tibetan centurion nodded.

Guo Ziyi understood that the tongue he had captured was a centurion in the Tibetan army and could be considered a middle-ranking general. He could obtain some valuable information. Through this interrogation, Guo Ziyi at least knew the following: Taba Feng and the others were captured by the Tibetans and brought here. They were still alive and locked up in the prison of Yuchuan City. Three days later, the Tubo people would use the flesh and blood of Taba Feng and the others to sacrifice to the war god of the Tubo army, Mahakala. Songdu Zampo of the Tubo Empire would also come during the sacrificial ceremony.

"How many troops are stationed in Yuchuan City now?”

"5,000 troops. The Tibetan army is on their way.”The Tibetan centurion told him everything he knew. His face was filled with fear. He was indeed afraid of the " watering " just now.

Guo Ziyi slowly stood up and looked at Li Bai.""Big brother, I've asked all the questions I wanted to ask. How should we deal with this person?"

Li Bai pondered for a moment, then his expression became serious. He looked at the Tibetan centurion and asked,""When the Tibetan army captured Yuchuan City, were you in the army?”

The Tibetan centurion was stunned for a moment before nodding.

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